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Feeling attacked by shit in my subconscious
And little voices in my head are making comments
The same shit that I heard so often
Be a man
The next

and white baby this shit Michael Jackson
Cremate your body we scatter the ashes
Half of my niggas are gone that's a fraction
I Double my money there ain't no

here tryna let you know that I’m new school
Tryna get a blow then I’m off with the bangers
Red white gifting all your faves like I’m Santa
Gave you lot

on the skee

Ay, nah I ain't done
Hold on, that's why
Ay

Cuz I'm that one in a trillion
I'm serious
Stop telling me to play dawg music
I ain't feelin em
Don't

time
For months we done
It’s Been so much that i've done
Reflecting on myself
And the Man i've become
I'm that curly Haired
Boy in The ocean
Found a tire

confidence is lacking
Shout out to you if you supporting the boy
I'm heating up like Mayweather
Dropping hits like I'm Floyd yo
Who's that one white boy

Nelson that's my dawg out at Bethany
Making sure I keep my horn up when I play that melody
That means say it with your chest if you get the parody
Shout

that’s what I’ma give em when they land in last place
hand right by the…they aint too many seeing us
so they wanna take my gifts
but I wrap em with the (?)

This it, right here
Alright
Yo, ayo God bless the child
That can get it on his own two
Pay it how you weigh and
You can play it by ya own rules
Smooth

Motivated by niggas because it's bigger than me
I know that, I might go back to my old shit
Bring the fro back, that's a throwback, yeah
Watch your mouth

made to rock the mic every day of my life
Believe the Assassins Creed, that's the reason I write, right
My pen is the whip ridin' between the white lines

TVG get wit it or get ran over



How you want it boy now or later 
No conversation we out of favors 
Yo chick get pass like a hot potata 
cct crazy

It ain't Klarson
You ain't gettin' near the bloke
And that's simple, quick arithmetic
Invest half a stack then I triple it
They wanna pinch the kid

and me
Will it be, satisfactory, when they're feeling me
Never thought that I would see some play from these soliloquies
And these haters never thought

to roll another one
Iphone jumpin yea they booked me for another one
All my niggas ran UP on the stage at the other one
DJ play the music, let me get a mic

the big boys
Yeah, you know they gotta keep me on the felon block
Yeah, well, you know what we always say:
"Of course it's political 'cause it's always

when the beat is on 
I only feel calm once I hit the bong 
We here for the moment, won't be living long
But music never dies, miss me and play this song

that Alvarado model, yeah.
Feelin’ white boy privileged. Rockstar? That’s Post Malone.
Midnight Rambler, bottle popped, Rolling Stone.
We just

the caine
We move the music with chains
And that's my chase for all my paper
Plates with chips on the table
Bet them all and I'm able
Cuz Jam Down is

I'm a punker!
That means I can come around and play a stumper...
on you! Yeah!
I got my backup band. They're Bon Jovi.
That's all right. Cause I'm

Bangout nigga
I'm forever 5
Until the day I die
Red boy
That's all a nigga wanna see
We gon take his pearly whites and turn em to some bloody teeth

pray, make some tea then I'm to it
I coulda been up off a play but I blew it
I told my mom I dropped outta D1 for music
So I'm putting all my life into

Everything I'm doing now
Is what's gonnda make it official
Make my low look superficial
Get money make music
That's a ritual
When Soto utp popping
They'll be

Pressure
That's why it's hard for me
But I can never get passed it by making sob stories
And hearing someone else talk about it's beyond boring
I'm